There’s a story in my book, “Waking Up” entitled “Beautiful Boy.” It’s about my son who chose to tell me on the night of his high school graduation that he was bisexual. I wasn’t upset, I wasn’t shocked, and I wasn’t judgmental…I was proud of him for knowing “who” is at such a young age. I know people that are in their 40’s and 50’s that still don’t know who they are…they only know “what” they are, and there’s a big difference between the two.
Yes, my son is bisexual, and I know many people who are gay, and you know what? I don’t see that as a “what,” like so many others do…I don’t see it as anything more than that’s “who” they are.
What happened in Orlando was a tragedy, and what almost happened in California is a tragedy as well. It breaks my heart that anyone could be that hateful to another human being…and it worries me for my son.
He’s a young man with the kindest soul, the biggest heart, and the intelligence to be concerned and proactive toward saving the environment and animals. Anyone that knows him tells me that they’ve never met such a sweet kid, and I’m blessed to call him my son.
So why a hatred so deep that the only answer is to hurt them? Well, my belief is that it’s someone’s fear of the unknown…the unknown of knowing this community, and perhaps the unknown of not knowing “who” they are. Perhaps the fear is of the strength of these men and women who know “who” they are, that stand proud of it, and that embrace their lives with passion.
My son once told me that being bisexual isn’t a choice; it’s “who” he is. The “choice” was when to tell me, and the “choice” was who he would tell. No truer words were ever spoken.
It’s not our job to judge anyone for anything; we either accept people for “who” they are, or we walk away from them. That’s the gift of choice.
Pray for the lives that were lost due to ignorance; pray for the ignorant to become less judgmental and fearful, and remember:
“It’s time to make a difference, and we can make a difference together.”
And that time is now!
Wishing you love and light,